Mo Qiang had no idea that someone was planning her murder. She was slumped on the table with her head on her arms while the bark of the Blood Tree lay in front of her.
"I give up! This is simply impossible," Mo Qiang groaned. She had a feeling that the universe was sending her the biggest f*ck you of her life. Because no matter how hard she tried, the properties of the bark cannot be found. It was simply too annoying! And Mo Qiang was running out of patience.
"You are just looking in the wrong direction." Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Qiang, who was already giving up on a battle that she hadn't even started fighting yet. She was speechless, but she still went ahead and said to Mo Qiang, "The answer you are looking for is quite clear."
"What do you mean?" Mo Qiang raised her head from the table and looked up at Xiao Jiao. "Are you trying to call me a fool or something?"
